Sunday, January 9, 2011
woke on a sudden manhattan
hometown alleys too,
who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hung-over with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices
"Howl," Allen Ginsberg
[Ukrainian Village]
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- Ray Pride
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- but there is no sound
- a time when time is not enough
- fuckup shoes
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- food mart
- the only thing
- woke on a sudden manhattan
- this is 606
- the show costs nothing
- what if a much of a which of a wind
- some secret amplitude in this orderly space
- attention must be paid
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- the sort of beauty that i have approved
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